Aoba had a simple meal at Anbu's canteen before returning to the morgue.
At this moment.
Yuta was already here.
He didn't go to rest.
Instead, he carefully searched through the memories of the three corpses that Aoba had searched.
He was afraid that this newcomer who did not seem to be so reliable would miss out on any details.
"You're back so early?"
Yuta frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face.
What's wrong with this newcomer!
Why did he not follow his order?
Didn't I agree to let you rest?
...
Yuta was full of complaints in his heart, but he did not say it out loud, and he just felt that the situation was a little awkward.
It was not only because Aoba did not do as he suggested.
It was also because he allowed Aoba to see that he was searching for the three corpses Aoba had searched, revealing his distrust of the latter.
"Eh..."
Aoba was stunned for a moment. He did not mind this, and it was understandable for the old man to be more careful.
"I just want to see what I can do. I don't want to waste my time resting." Aoba said.
"With your current physical fitness, taking a serious rest now is the most responsible for your work!" Yuta said in a bad mood.
"Alright." Aoba nodded. He wanted to take the opportunity to see if there was a chance to read more memories, and it seemed that it was not easy to grasp.
"Go and rest! There is still a mission in the afternoon!" Yuta urged, and he had a feeling that he wanted to kick Aoba out.
"Yes." Aoba nodded and was forced to leave the room. He casually lay down on the straw mat in the corridor.
After that.
He closed his eyes.
He started to sleep.
He should rest when he needed to.
He shouldn't mistreat himself.
Aoba fell asleep as soon as he said so. This state gradually gave him the feeling of going to fishing work.
After an unknown period of time.
Aoba was woken up by a voice.
"Aoba, it's time to work!"
Yuta's voice entered Aoba's ears and immediately woke him up.
"Okay!"
Aoba's face immediately revealed an excited expression. He could read more memories. This process of constantly receiving rewards made his mood extremely good.
"I told you that resting is useful! Look at you. Your mental state is much better than before! Working in Konohagakure Intelligence Division, you must learn to take good care of yourself!" Yuta looked at Aoba and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was good to be young.
Next.
Aoba followed Yuta back to the room.
At this time.
There were more than a dozen corpses piled up on the ground in the room.
The number was more than double that in the morning.
When Aoba saw the corpses on the ground, he couldn't help but frown.
So many people died?
What on earth happened?
Aoba had never seen anything related to the death of many people in Konoha's Prison in the memories of anyone...
He was not sure what had happened.
Moreover, there was no apparent reason in the memories of these dead people.
The mystery was stuck in the memory blind spot.
"Do you feel that the workload has increased significantly?" Yuta took a deep look at Aoba and said, "These few days are just for you to practice. If the war breaks out and the living and dead come together, there is no time to rest!"
"Let me count how many corpses there are here first!"
Aoba immediately squatted on the ground like he was counting heads. He raised his right hand and touched the heads of these dead people.
"You..."
Yuta was suddenly speechless.
He didn't know what to say, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.
Hadn't he seen it once in the morning?
It was actually a new experience for him too!
He really was a remarkable youth!
...
Aoba's hand quickly touched the heads of these corpses. It could be said that he moved to the next corpse after a touch continuously.
[Ding Dong! Memory Reading Succesful! Obtained, Suiton, Suiryūdan no Jutsu(Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique)! ]
[Ding Dong! Memory Reading Succesful! Obtained, Raiton, Kage Bunshin no Jutsu(Lightning Release: Shadow Clone Technique)! ]
"Ding Dong..."
"..."
A dozen or so notifications rang out in Aoba's mind.
Because the strength of these dead people was average.
There was no existence that was too strong, nor was there any existence that was too weak. It could be said to be average.
The rewards obtained through the Mind Reading System were all five attribute ninjutsu.
This ninjutsu was directly engraved into his soul. As long as he wanted to, he could use them later.
After that.
Scenes after scenes of memories flashed in his mind.
It was as if he was downloading a movie and began to pour into Aoba's mind.
However, Aoba did not immediately look at these memories.
"I'm going to start."
Aoba "laboriously" picked up the corpse and placed it on the cold iron bed. Then he pressed the head of the corpse with both hands, closed his eyes, mobilized his chakra, and began to "stand".
Seeing that Aoba was on the right track, Yuta did not say anything and carefully examined the memories of these dead people.
Just as Aoba guessed.
Yuta had a mission!
A week ago.
A large number of prisoners died in Konoha's prison.
According to the medical ninjas.
The cause of death was poisoning.
And every prisoner was poisoned with the same poison!
It was obviously the same person or the same group of people.
But.
There was no evidence in prison.
There was nothing found in the statements of the prison guard who guarded the prison.
This matter was like a pending case.
It was stuck here.
In the end, they had to give the body to Konohagakure Intelligence Division to search for memories.
They hoped to find some clues from the memories of these people when they were alive.
However.
These things.
Yuta did not tell Aoba.
First, he did not fully trust Aoba's ability, and he did not think that the latter could replace or help him complete the task of memory searching.
Second, he hoped that Aoba would not have the framework shackles imposed by the task in searching for memories and could fully exert his thoughts, and maybe he would find something unexpected.
...
Aoba pretended to search for memories, but he did not use a secret technique but went through the memories he had just read.
The memories of more than ten people.
All of them were in his mind.
He wanted to see.
Was the situation as he had guessed?
Thirty minutes later.
Aoba moved the corpse on the iron bed away and began to move the next corpse, preparing to continue to "stand".
During this period of time.
He roughly looked through the memories of these people.
Everyone died a week ago!
The time of death was exactly the same as the group of people in the morning!
With this...
There was indeed something going on!
Aoba didn't say anything, and he didn't want to show off...
However.
He had nothing to do during this period of time.
He might as well just take a look.
What exactly was going on?
For a moment.
Aoba put on a posture of searching for memories, and then, like playing a puzzle game, he seriously picked up the memory fragments of these dead people.
This also made him feel a little funny.
He had clearly transmigrated to the Ninja World and had yet to experience being a ninja, but he had developed a sense of déjàvu.
This made him recall a very brainwashing sentence in his mind when he was flipping through his memories.
The truth...
There was only one!